Seeing this scene, the rest of them screamed at the same time, and their bodies couldn't help but lean forward. Li He, the third elder at the front, was stunned, and his feet were unstable, and his body was crooked towards the deep valley on the side.

The last boss, Li Shan, screamed in shock, and saw the second eldest Li Hai in front of him grab the arm of the third Li He. The whole body of the third Li He was already hanging on the edge of the cliff. If the second Li Hai lets go at this time, the third Li He will fall into the cliff like the old village chief and be shattered.

Then a dull echo was heard in the deep valley.

The old village chief died like this.

The eldest Li Shan couldn't take care of his third brother, and couldn't help crying.

The third Li He also didn't care about his life and death, looked down at the deep valley, and cried.

The second Li Hai said, "Third brother, I'll pull you up." Ah, with a bang, he pulled the third Li He up.

The third Li He sat on the narrow stone, his eyes still looking at the deep valley. The person who was still alive just now disappeared in an instant.

Although the three brothers were all soldiers fighting on the battlefield, they couldn't help but lament and regret at this time.

The three brothers looked at the deep valley for a long time, and the eldest Li Shan said: "Second brother, third brother, if nothing else, just to be able to comfort the old village chief's spirit in the sky, I also have to find a way down the mountain." ”

"Yes, the eldest brother is right." The second Lehi said.

The third Li He nodded and said, "Big brother, second brother, then what are we waiting for?" Go, keep walking. As he spoke, his eyes sparkled with determination.

"Let's go." The boss, Li Shan, shouted.

At this time, the rest forgot their grief, turned their grief into strength, and continued the road that the old village chief had not yet walked.

……

The old man in the mountains packed up his farm tools and walked like a thatched house halfway up the mountain. By this time the sun had set. The sunset spread out on the horizon, like blood spilled.

He opened the crooked fence gate, and the old woman came out and took the farm tools from the old man's hand. The old man sat down at a small, broken wooden table in the courtyard, not on a stool, but on a stake.

The old woman brought the teapot and poured the old man a cup of weak tea. She poured the tea and said, "This is the last bit of tea." ”

The old man looked depressed, didn't speak, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. He put down the tea bowl and said, "If you don't have it, you won't drink it." ”

The old woman became sad, slowly sat opposite the old man, and said in a daze: "In the past, when the Dahua Dynasty was still there, the old man had any tea you wanted. But now, I can't even afford to drink tea noodles. ”

The old man said: "What do you say about drinking tea, you can't even drink porridge." Hmph, my old Li Touer thought that he was also a rich peasant back then. But now he has no children and no money. Ay! This life is getting worse and worse! God, can't you just open your eyes and see? Look at how this Tartar slave treats us people? ”

This old man's surname is Li, and he originally lived in Lijiazhuang in the fifty-mile mountain col. Later, in order to avoid the rampant conquest of the Tartar slaves, he had to go into the mountains and open a few small fields to make a living. All three of his sons were dragged into the army and died on the battlefield.

However, the court of the Tatars did not give him a single penny. On the contrary, he took this opportunity to know where the old couple lived, and asked the old couple to hand over the food.

The grief of losing his son, and the hardships and helplessness of life, have tormented the two old men to the core.

"Old man, all these years of suffering have come over like this, you can rest assured, we can live for a few more years, it's useless to think so much." The old woman comforted Li Laohan.

Li Laohan pursed his lips and sighed helplessly.

The old woman said, "Wait, I'll serve you porridge." So saying, she went into the house with heavy steps.

The old couple had to settle dinner in the yard before it got dark.

Today's porridge is a little drier, because the spring rice jar has been collected, and the government has not yet come to collect the grain, so you can be appropriately presumptuous, and put a little more rice when making porridge.

Two bowls of porridge and a plate of pickles, this pickle is pickled with common mountain vegetables sprinkled with salt, which is very simple. Originally, the old couple had a few chickens, but they were arrested by the officers and soldiers who came to hear the news.

It is no exaggeration to say that except for Li Laohan who occasionally goes to the mountains to catch a hare, he can be regarded as eating meat, and he usually can't eat meat at all. Hunting was not their strong point for the farmer, who only knew how to farm, and he was so old that he sometimes couldn't catch a hare for a few days.

Once, the old woman fell ill. In order to replenish the nutrition of his wife, Li Laohan went hunting in the mountains despite the drizzle. As a result, he didn't hit anything, and he also sprained his ankle and couldn't work for more than a month.

But he still felt ashamed of his wife.

The old woman was moved and secretly wiped away her tears. But she still smiled and said to Li Laohan: "Old man, I just don't eat it." ”

"Hmm." Li Laohan only replied vaguely. In fact, he always doesn't want to go in his heart.

After the old couple drank the porridge, it was dark.

"Old man, go to the kang and rest, you're tired all day. I can't help you if I'm not in good health, you're tired. At this time, the old woman couldn't bear it when she saw her thin wife who looked like a bamboo pole.

"What do you say? I'm old, but I'm still a man. If you are a man, you have to feed your mother. Li Laohan said stiffly.

The old woman smiled when she heard this, but her heart was bitter.

It was completely dark, and the old woman helped Li Laohan into the house, and went to sleep when it was dark, this is the life of the poor in ancient times. No entertainment, nothing to do, except sleeping.

Maybe he was tired, Li Laohan quickly snored. The old woman got up and covered the quilt on Li Laohan's body upwards. Holding his arms and watching his wife who was sleeping for a while, he unconsciously shed tears.

This kind of life is too hard for such a pair of elderly people in their seventies.

But since people are alive, they have to live, and this is also a respectable place in life.

Li Laohan sleeps fast and dreams fast. In the dream, he went up the mountain again to hunt rabbits. He found a rabbit, a lame rabbit. He wanted to catch it alive, but his purpose was to cure it.

It's really strange that he was supposed to hunt rabbits, but at this time he had to save rabbits, which made him feel puzzling in his dream. But dreams are dreams, and they are imaginative. It doesn't matter if you're right or not.

He kept up with the rabbit, who was not slow to run despite his lame legs. I saw that it first got into the woods, and Li Laohan followed up in the woods. The rabbit drilled out of the woods, and Li Laohan followed out of the woods. The rabbit ran down the valley.

It is a long valley that stretches all the way to the bottom of the peaks that suddenly rise.